Seraph Of The End: Vampire Reign Novels & Stories

"The Silver Heir. The perfect battery. With his blood, I won't just restart the machine. I’ll turn the entire world into a Vale. My Vale." "You’ll have to kill me first," I said, raising my sword. Seraphina laughed, a sound that chilled my blood. "Oh, I don't want to kill you yet, Lyra. I want you to watch. I want you to feel the same pain my mother felt when they took everything from her." She snapped her fingers. Outside, the sounds of battle grew louder. I heard Rowan’s pained howl, followed by a mechanical screech. "The Iron Ridge is falling," Seraphina whispered. "My new Reapers are much faster than the old ones. They don't need a signal. They run on pure hate."

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

The darkness collided with it. The impact shook the room. Several warriors stumbled. A pillar cracked. The symbols shattered. The darkness disappeared. Gone. Completely. The chamber stood frozen. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Seraphine looked around slowly. Then down at her empty hands. The fight left her all at once. The anger. The obsession. The hatred. Only exhaustion remained. She didn’t resist when the warriors approached. Didn’t speak. Didn’t look at anyone. The guards secured her restraints.

'Oh my god. Oscar's eyes clouded over again, fire burning brightest in the centre of the deepest obsidian. 'No god, Casey. Just him. Just Helel. The Seraphim knew it. They saw it when they set eyes on Lucifer. They saw that he would have a son whose destiny would be to claim the Throne of the First, but it was the Endorian who saw what he would do to unite us. No more Fallen. No more war. Balance once more. Equals.' I exhaled even though it did nothing to erode the tightness in my chest or the thickening in my throat.

Aeron chuckled dragging up a nearby chair and sitting on it backward, we cant! Thanis growled she didn't desert the host she was drafted and ascended into the Seraphim Guard, she's the Seraphim of Mercy now and she's mated too, are you serious? dude thats huge! Ezera cried who is she mated to? The Seraphim of Justice he answered she even has his mark on her neck and their wings even match his are silver and hers is gold you should have seen her today she looked so badass she took down all of the King of hells army total cleansing

I stood up in shock when I saw it because of its appearance. “Third, the Salvi. Salvi can cast spells. They are like witches but they have a different language that only Salvi can understand, even witches can't understand their words. You can only tell if a vampire is a Salvi if their eyes are red-orange. They are the third strongest of the entire vampire clan. And they can hold the cross unlike us who are burned,"

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

He staggered back and loosened his grip, which allowed her to break free. Knowing that she didn't stand a chance at repossessing her sword, she pulled one of the smaller daggers out of her belt and launched it at the vampire, who had now regained his focus and was heading for her. The dagger struck him in the heart and a loud shriek escaped him as he burst into flames, ending up as nothing more than a pile of ash within seconds.

Then every screen in the facility turned white. A final message appeared. SOVEREIGN IS NO LONGER CONTROLLED BY ANY BLOODLINE. I exhaled. We had done it. Or so I thought. Because beneath that message, another line slowly appeared. WARNING. THE FINAL SEQUENCE DID NOT DESTROY SOVEREIGN. My heart stopped. IT FREED IT. And somewhere far beneath us, something ancient awakened. Not angry. Not afraid. Awake. Then a voice whispered through the darkness: “Thank you, Seraphina.” I knew that voice. First Serael. And she was laughing.

After everyone else was safe. A quiet movement behind me pulled me from my thoughts. Serena. I turned around to face her. She hadn’t moved from her chair. Her hands rested tightly together in her lap, the knuckles nearly white from how firmly she was holding them. Her shoulders were stiff, and although she tried to hide it, I could see the uncertainty in her eyes. Not fear. Not exactly. But she’d just witnessed something she’d never seen before. The Rogue King. Not the man who’d complimented her. Not the man who’d laughed with her boys. The king.